Note: Hey my lovely readers! I'm here with a Face to Face update and very excited! With this chapter, we finally breach 200K with plenty more planned. :)

And a note about the band talk... so I pretty much gave the trio my music taste, with my love of relatively small time hard rock and metal bands. The conversation is meant to reflect one I would have with my sister and other concert friends; gotta write from what you know, right? And I also figured you guys would appreciate me giving the Dannys an opportunity to make a pun :P

The rest of Tuesday progressed without any notable incident. Fenton came home from school. Homework. Dinner with the family. Jazz and both Dannys watched some TV with their parents before the human teens went up to bed.

Fenton made faces at himself in the mirror while he brushed his teeth. Yes, he would say it had been a pretty good day, a normal day. Or… what passed for normal for the time being. Phantom had told him about the ectoweenies and the human Danny told his counterpart about talking to Sam and Tucker about everything.

The ghost frowned from where he was leaning on the doorframe of the bathroom. "And Sam and Tucker? They're both doing good?"

The human spit out the foam in his mouth. "Yeah. Sam's parents are still driving her nuts. And Tucker keeps raving about this new PDA he ordered. But things are good. They were really excited to hear about what happened with Sidney."

"They were." Phantom perked up slightly. "That's good." His eyes flickered down, saying nothing else.

There was a pause, as Fenton finished rinsing out his mouth. No words were really needed; the human could feel his ghost's heavy core. They hadn't talked or thought about it much but after only seeing Sam and Tucker in person briefly the past week, Phantom really missed them.

"Our grounding's up tomorrow." Human Danny offered gently.

That made his other self's eyes widened in surprise. "Really?!"

A nod. "Yep."

"It's… already been a week." The ghost frowned. "How's it only been a week?" He muttered.

Fenton shrugged, sharing the sentiment. A week. It had been a week since they'd had that talk in the park and gotten grounded for being out past curfew. So much had happened; it felt like it had been much longer, like months. And yet… it also felt like barely any time had passed at all.

Human Danny didn't comment on this. Instead, he said. "We can ask if Sam and Tucker can come over tomorrow. I know you want to see them."

Phantom nodded enthusiastically. "I'll make sure to ask Mom and Dad in the morning and I'll text our friends." He floated backward to let his human out of the bathroom so he could go to bed.

Another sleep. Another breakfast and whirlwind to get ready for school. And Fenton was again getting his books.

"Hey, guys. You wanna come over this afternoon?" The human boy smiled. "My grounding's finally over."

Both of his friends' eyes lit up, instantly agreeing. Then Tucker said. "I should probably text my mom first though."

The technogeek did just that, pulling out his PDA. Sam was doing the same on her phone. Both received permission. And not five minutes later, both of his friends' devices buzzed at the same time.

Sam read the text. "Your parents said it was okay, too. Ghost you asked them."

"Awesome!" Fenton pumped his fist, feeling excited. Now he had to just get through his classes.

Paradoxically, school seemed to drag and fly by at the same time. Many hours later, the human Danny arrived at his front door, Sam and Tucker following him. He turned the key, unlocking it, and pulled the door open. It swung inward and…

Fenton blinked. There in the kitchen, level with the top dish shelf, floated Phantom. The ghost had a set of bowls in one hand as he pulled open the door. The human shook his head, clearing his startled mind. Then he smiled.

Ghost Danny's head turned. "Sam! Tucker!" He visibly brightened, eyes glowing more intensely. He placed the bowls down and in a blur, flew across the living room. The ghost threw one arm around each of his friends. "I'm so happy you could come over!"

"Yeah….dude." Tucker said awkwardly. His eyes flitted to the human Danny, the ghost Danny, and then to Sam.

Sam raised an eyebrow at the technogeek and elbowed him. "Me too." She added, an excited smile spreading across her face.

Phantom pulled back, still beaming. His eyes flickered to his human self and he held up a fist. "Fenton!"

Human Danny fist bumped him. "Phantom!"

Just then, Mom's voice called up the basement stairs. "Danny?! Is that your friends?"

"Yes!" Both Dannys called with exactly the same inflection.

The sound of footsteps started rising from the basement. Ghost Danny darted back to the dishwasher. "I gotta finish this before homework." He muttered. Then louder. "And get us some snacks!"

Fenton dropped his bag and walked forward to help with the chore. Two pairs of hands were faster than one, weren't they? Sam and Tucker also dropped their bags, coming into the kitchen. Both grabbed sodas out of the fridge and started going through the pantry, at home in their friend's house. At the same time, human Danny started putting away the silverware.

The door to the basement opened. Fenton turned to greet his mom. And…. for just a moment, his stomach flopped with nerves as her eyes flitted the ghost floating beside him. He half-expected a startled reaction but… She didn't bat an eye as she smiled and her gaze smoothly moved from Phantom to him.

"Hi sweetie." Mom said warmly. "How was school?" She walked to his side and briefly put one arm around his back in a hug.

"It was good." Fenton accepted the gesture. "Mr. Lancer gave us our essays back." His eyes flickered to his ghost half. "We got an A minus."

"You did?!" The woman asked, excitedly. "Great job. I'm so proud of you." She looked up at Phantom as well. "Of both of you."

The ghost beamed. "Thanks Mom."

"Thanks." Fenton smiled, similarly warmed by the praise.

Phantom continued. "Sam and Tucker are here!" He pointed at the two friends who both waved, greeting the woman. "We're gonna get some snacks and work on homework."

"Alright kids. Don't overdo it on the snacks." She pointed. "I've got dinner in the crock pot so we'll eat before it's too late."

Tucker perked up. "What are ya cooking, Mrs. F?"

"Just a pot roast." The adult said, walking over to the counter to check on the meal.

The technogeek seemed to have stars in his eyes from the answer but Sam elbowed him. "Weren't you just saying your mom wanted you home for meatloaf tonight?"

The beret-wearing boy rubbed the spot. "Oh. Right." He gave a sheepish smile. "How about just a bit to go? For later?"

Fenton and Phantom chuckled, even as Sam rolled her eyes. All of them knew he wasn't being entirely serious.

"Perhaps." Mom had a similar knowing twinkle in her eye. She glanced back at the door. "I'll see you in a bit. Your dad and I need to finish up in the lab. Have a good time, kids."

The woman waved, going down the stairs. The teenagers did as well, before returning to their conversation. With the dishes finished, Fenton grabbed his own snack. The four sat at the table for a bit, chatting about school, the upcoming dance, and music.

"Have you listened to Relent's new album yet?" Sam asked.

"Yes! It's fire!" Phantom smiled, gesturing excitedly. "It's so good."

The goth's eyes lit up. "I know, right?! I love Snakes or… oh, Enemy freaking slaps! I mean the title track, Heavy is really good too. What's your favorite song?" She asked ghost Danny excitedly.

"Oh that's really hard. All the songs are good but maybe…." The boy tapped his chin, thinking. "I know, Ghost." He beamed. "Ghost is my favorite song."

Fenton burst out laughing at the answer. At the same time, Sam rolled her eyes good naturedly. "Of course it is." She leaned forward, pointing at Fenton. "Seriously, what's your favorite?"

The human Danny held up his hands. "Hey, he was being serious. Ghost is a banger."

Sam groaned. "Come on. That pun...and it's the single. The single can't be your favorite song on the album."

"Why not?" Tucker shrugged. "First. They put out three singles, four if you count LOW. And second, If it's a good song, it's a good song. That's probably why it's a single, 'cause it's the best."

The goth raised a brow. "We all know that's not how it works. They pick the song that's likely to get the most streams, or radio play." She crossed her arms. "Doesn't mean it's the best. I mean look at Darkness Dies! It's Disciple's most popular song and it didn't make the album the first time around! Either the bands don't know what is good anymore or it being the single doesn't automatically make it a good song. That being said, Disciple and Relent aren't good examples because they don't really put out bad songs."

Fenton shrugged, not replying. There was no point in arguing that point. Beside him, Tucker was typing on his PDA. "Oh, Sam. Did you see this?" He held the device up to show her a picture.

Sam's eyes widened. Her chair teetered, almost falling as she practically leapt out of it. "Relent's touring with GFM! And The Protest!"

"Look at the dates." The technogeek motioned.

The goth leaned forward at the same time both Dannys moved to see. Phantom was the first to react. "They're playing here! And the… first."

"That's in two weeks!" Sam bounced on her feet. "I'm gonna get to see GFM!"

Fenton starred, a little stunned. He was sure he'd never seen his goth friend this excited before. Then the corners of his lips turned up as he slowly smiled. His eyes flickered to Phantom. "Dude… we've got to get back to normal before then."

"Uh yeah." Phantom nodded enthusiastically. "Dude, I'm not missing that."

The group talked for a while, gushing about the upcoming concert and what songs they hoped to hear. Eventually, a reprimand from Jazz when she came in convinced the younger teens to work on homework with much grumbling and pouting from all.

An hour later, Fenton flopped dramatically onto the carpet. "That's it. We're done." Still sitting to his right, he saw his counterpart roll his eyes.

Above his head, from somewhere in the kitchen came an exaggerated sigh from Jazz. "It can't be that bad."

The human's eyes flickered to the side as Phantom stuck his tongue out at their sister, shaking his head mischievously. Fenton raised a brow. He sat up just in time to see the older teen roll her eyes before returning to her own homework. "Little brothers." She mumbled.

Human Danny stuck out his tongue this time, though it wasn't particularly satisfying since Jazz didn't see it this time. Oh well, there'd be time to mess with his sister later. He turned his attention back to his friends. Sam was putting away her textbook while Tucker was checking his PDA.

"Ah man. I have to leave in fifteen." The technogeek lamented.

Fenton frowned. "Oh. What do you guys want to do then?"

Beside him, Phantom's eyes lit up with a sudden idea. "I need to show you something!" Excitedly, the ghost smoothly floated off the floor and into a standing position.

Tucker raised a brow. "Dude, what is it?"

Phantom covered his lips with one finger and wiggled his eyebrows playfully. He floated to one of the walls and placed both feet on the ground. He turned around to look at the other teens. "Just watch."

Despite the confused looks, Sam and Tucker didn't say anything, just watching curiously. Fenton's own brow was furrowed; what exactly was this about? Then his ghost spread his finger and placed his hands on the wall, one above the other. He shuffled his feet forward until his toes were right on the wall. One more look back to make sure he was being watched, a smirk and… Phantom moved the lower hand higher and stepped onto the wall.

Behind him, jaws dropped. Fenton's eyes widened. Was he…. No way. The corners of his lips started turning up. Hand over hand, his ghostly counterpart moved up the wall. Fenton felt like laughing. NO Way.

"Dude!" Tucker had his hands up. "Are you wall crawling?!"

Phantom hazarded a glance back. "Yep." He grinned. "Like Spiderman."

His human self blinked and an excited chuckle burst from his lips. "Like Spiderman."

"That's awesome!" The technogeek exclaimed. "How? How are you doing that?" At the same time, Jazz gasped, finally taking note of the commotion. "What the heck are you doing? You're going to get footprints on the wall!" And Sam… "Why didn't you tell us earlier? This is so cool!"

"Guys." Phantom shook his head, good naturedly. "Let me concentrate."

Every questioning mouth snapped closed, though the excited looks remained glued to Sam and Tucker's faces. Fenton's own mouth was still open as his ghost self clammered to the top of the wall. Jazz stood from her seat at the kitchen table, quickly coming to stand with the other teens. The ghost carefully shifted so he was crawling along the ceiling. Phantom looked down, still grinning. He stopped above the still gaping humans and maneuvered to sit crossed legged on the ceiling.

"There." The ghost flopped down, spreading his arms. "Now I will take questions."

Sam spoke first, elbowing Fenton even as she was looking at Phantom. "Fenton. Why didn't you tell us about this?" The question was without bite, just teasing and disbelieving.

Human Danny looked between his two friends and sister. "Guys." He laughed. "I literally didn't know about this 'til just now." But as soon as he said the words, a mental door opened and there was the memory of practicing and experimenting with the power this afternoon.

On the ceiling, Phantom shrugged. "What can I say? Sometimes I surprise myself." He gave Fenton a meaningful look and the human shook his head, still smiling.

"But seriously… how?" Sam motioned to the ghost who was hanging from the ceiling like an oversized bat.

"I'm floating." The ghost said plainly. "Or… it's like gravity's only a thing if I want it to be so I think I'm kinda changing how gravity affects just me so…" He pointed toward the teens. "That's up. And…" He motioned to the ceiling. "That's down."

"That's incredible, Danny." Jazz breathed, amazed.

"Yeah." Sam agreed. "Amazing."

"Dude." Tucker's hand went to his forehead, expression awed. He blinked and then… "Danny! You can use your powers on other people!"

Phantom raised a brow, surprised by the change of topic. "Uh… yeah?"

"I mean… at school, you could turn all of us intangible and invisible to get out of the basement. And….I was like...floating with you."

"So?" Fenton questioned, half shrugging.

"So!" Tucker's hands raised. "I wanna sit on the ceiling too, man!"

Phantom blinked. "What? How would...how would we even do that?"

Sam's eyes widened. "Like Tucker said, sharing your power. So you totally could do it, if you're touching whoever it is. So…" She grinned. "Hanging out on the ceiling?"

The ghost didn't reply, still looking at both his friends. Then his eyes went to Fenton and there was a silent conversation. Both were unsure. Was this a good idea?

Then, Jazz crossed her arms. "What. No. No way. This is a bad idea and you should get down from there before you hurt yourself."

A bad idea, Jazz said? Well… Phantom grinned at her, mischievously. "Nah, it's a great idea."

"Danny!" Their sister's jaw dropped. "No."

Fenton elbowed her. "It'll be fine. We can do this."

"That's what I'm worried about." The older teen muttered.

"We'll be careful." Human Danny rolled his eyes.

"Yeah. So…." Phantom stood, feet on the ceiling and head down. "How do we do this?"

"Me first! Me first!" Tucker jumped excitedly. "Danny, stand up." The ghost did so and the technogeek jumped again, reaching towards him. The outstretched hands missed by more than a foot, due to the high ceiling. The beret-wearing boy frowned in reaction. "Too high. Maybe…if I stand on the couch and-"

"Wait, Tuck." Phantom interrupted as his friend stepped towards the couch. "Maybe…" He bit his lip and Fenton could feel the uncertainty, his own stomach flopping. The green eyes met blue. "I should try it with Fenton first."

Human Danny didn't visibly react; he wasn't surprised in the least. The same couldn't be said for his friends. Disappointed flashed across Tucker's face and Sam asked. "Why?"

Ghost Danny rubbed the back of his neck. "Well, I'm pretty sure the power sharing is easier with other me. We should try that first."

"Oh, so you can get yourself hurt instead of one of us. Like I said" Jazz replied sarcastically, looking dissatisfied. "I still don't like this. It's not a good idea."

Fenton narrowed his eyes. "I'm not gonna get hurt. I trust my own powers. He won't drop me. And frankly…." He crossed his arms. "I'd rather get dropped than one of you guys."

Their sister opened her mouth to argue but Phantom cut her off before she could. "Jazz. It's fine. I wouldn't drop him. I do have some self preservation. It's not even that far." The ghost crossed his arms, mirroring Fenton's position.

There was a pause as Jazz's eyes flickered between the two versions of her brother. Then she sighed. "Fine. Go ahead."

Phantom actually looked a little smug. Then he looked to his friends. "Sam? Tuck?"

"Yeah. Go ahead." Tucker agreed, apparently satisfied by the explanation. Sam gave a nod as well.

"Alright." Fenton rubbed his hands together. He hopped up on the couch and raised both hands. The human stood on his toes and the ghost stretched slightly. Gloved and ungloved hands met and were grasped in each other. Human Danny let out a small gasp as a tingly feeling traveled from his hands down to his feet. Then that familiar weightlessness overtook him. Fenton relaxed, letting his feet float off the furniture. "So that worked." His eyes flickered up to the ceiling. "How do I move though?"

"Just think about it." Phantom supplied.

"Helpful." Sam quipped.

"No really. You just think about it. It's like breathing or walking. Just think and… it happens."

Fenton frowned. That still wasn't all that helpful. He looked at the ceiling beside Phantom again before looking directly up and meeting his ghost half's green eyes. His counterpart smiled encouragingly. The human smiled back. Alright, he could do this. He wanted to be standing on the ceiling, beside Phantom. So he'd need to… kinda swing up there. Or down. The ceiling was the floor. It was supposed to be down so-

Human Danny's eyes widened. He gasped as his legs effortlessly floated out from directly under him and up until he was almost sitting in the air with his legs splayed in front of him. Fenton moved without thought, waist and arms bending at the world flipped upside down. Before he could register, he was standing on white-popcorned ceiling, across from his ghost and with their hands still clasped.

"Woah." Fenton blinked. "That worked." He was standing on the ceiling and… he wasn't dizzy at all. It felt just like standing on the floor, even if he was still weightless. He grinned. "It worked!"

"Awesome!" Phantom also grinned. "You did it!" The ghost let go, intent to wave his hands in his excitement.

Human Danny's mouth formed an O. Gravity reengaged, the world turned back around, and he was falling. He shrieked, hands instinctively moving to protect his head. Oh shit, he was gonna-

Fenton jerked to a stop, the tingly cold feeling washing through him. What? He blinked, eyes darting back and forth panickedly. He was still floating? How? What? Why? His heart pounded and he looked up, at whatever cold thing was wrapped around his ankle. Oh. It was Phantom. The ghost had caught him, a hand wrapped around his leg and an arm stretched a little too long to be natural.

Ghost Danny smiled sheepishly. "Sorry."

His panic gone, Fenton scowled. He glanced down at his friends and sister. Their faces showed a combination of fear, relief, and confusion.

Jazz put up her hands. "You said you weren't going to drop him."

Human Danny sighed. "At least I caught myself." He looked back up at Phantom. "Thanks for the save but… try to remember we have to be touching for it to work."

Phantom blushed green. "Yeah… Let's do that." He then looked at his arm. "Woah. Didn't know I could do that." The arm holding the human's ankle stretched just a little bit longer and thinner before it snapped back to its normal length.

Fenton started willing himself into a more upright position, relative to Phantom. He reached out with his right hand, taking the ghost's left hand again as soon as their fingertips touched. "Is it like how you can make your legs into that ghostly tail thing?"

Phantom shrugged. "Probably."

The gloves right and ungloved left hands met and again, Fenton was floating towards the ceiling. Just as his feet set down, the door to the lab opened. Both heads turned.

"What was that screaming?" Mom asked, concerned. She stopped at the threshold between the kitchen and the living room. Surprise flashed across her face and her gaze flickered from the teenagers on the ground to what they were looking up at. Her eyes widened. "What are you doing?"

Fenton blushed. "Uh… you know. Just practicing."

The adult blinked. "Okay. But...why was someone screaming?"

"Phantom dropped him." Jazz cut in.

Both Dannys' jaws dropped, scandalized. "Jazz!"

"Hey! I caught myself." Phantom argued.

"Yeah, we're both fine." Fenton backed him up.

Mom took a breath, putting a hand on her head. "Just… be more careful next time, Danny. Maybe pick somewhere less... high next time. Maybe over a soft mattress or pillows or something."

Both boys looked at each other, a little surprised. "Oh, okay. We will." "Yeah, we will."

No one said anything for a pause. Both Dannys blushed. Then Dad came up from that lab. He stared. "Wow. Neat trick, Danno."

That broke some of the tension. "Thanks Dad." Fenton called.

"Yeah! It's really cool." Tucker added encouragingly.

Mom lowered her hand. "Sweetie, you should finish up with your friends. Dinner will be ready soon and they need to leave, right?"

Sam glanced at the clock. "Yeah. Simmons should be here to pick me up in a few minutes."

"Aw man." Tucker looked disappointed.

Fenton and Phantom felt the same sadness. Hanging out with friends was over for now. They looked at each other and without needing any words, smoothly turned in the air. Human Danny didn't know which one of them was willing the movement but in perfect sync, they lowered from the ceiling, flipped right side up, and landed back on the carpet. Only then did the hands unclasp.

"Sorry, Tuck. Next time?" Phantom offered.

"You know it." The technogeek gave ghost Danny a fist bump, followed by the human Danny.

"Yeah." For just a moment, Fenton's eyes flickered to Mom, nervously. Could she infer what they were talking about? She raised a brow and his stomach dropped, expecting a reprimand; there was no way Mom would be okay with him fooling around with his powers with his friends.

But the woman surprised him. "Just be careful if you're going to play around with your powers with your friends, Danny." Her expression turned more serious as she turned to address Sam and Tucker. "I know superpowers are exciting but I'm trusting all of you to be responsible and not reckless. Maybe bring your bike helmet and your elbow and knee pads? I don't want to have to take anyone to the hospital."

Tucker's expression was, suddenly, extremely serious. "Yeah, Mrs. F. We'll be careful."

"Of course, Mrs. Fenton. You can trust us." The corner of Sam's lips turned up. "We'll keep Danny in line."

Fenton's mouth fell open in offense. "Really? You too, Sam?" Despite his words, the human boy wasn't really serious.

The goth shrugged. At the same time, Tucker half-smiled. "Someone's got to stop you from dropping yourself."

Phantom put a hand to his head. "It was an accident! And I caught him."

"You did a great job, little brother." Jazz patted him on the shoulder, teasingly.

"Yeah! That must have been impressive. Great reflexes, son." Dad added, joining the group.

Mom shook her head, still smiling despite the topic. And slowly… both Danny's smiled too even with the teasing. It felt good, like they were just hanging out, like this was a normal school day. Or rather… not like the accident hadn't happened and nothing had changed but… this was becoming the new normal, ghost powers and all.